[A Twisted Partnership Moment] [The End]

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Kanna woke up, looking at the walls that were exactly the same as before she fell into a deep sleep.

Her gaze immediately fell on the familiar machine to her left; it was the time machine she had helped develop for nearly three years, finally ready for experimental use.

However, recent experiments had yielded unsatisfactory results, forcing her to temporarily abandon family gatherings with her husband and daughter, and instead spend her days and nights in the lab researching.

Looking at the time displayed on the electronic screen on the wall—February 27, 2137, 10:48 AM—she gathered her thoughts.

"Good morning, Dr. Kanna," the man organizing data at the computer greeted her, as if noticing her presence.

She didn't have a good impression of the doctor named Aiken; his tense gaze, which seemed to scrutinize her constantly, made her uneasy.

Although she could trust this somewhat frail man, outside of work, she always felt that Aiken wasn't the researcher she had imagined.

"...Good morning." After a casual reply, Kanna immediately asked, "How is the stability of the 'cone'?" "No change from yesterday. As for the dynamic axis of the nitrogen, the data is still in a stable phase. According to the prediction, in about a week..." Listening to Aiken's explanation, Kanna felt as if she hadn't fully woken up yet, her mind a little hazy.

She remembered that this experiment was undertaken by their company after a foreign research institute proposed the theory of time travel, conducting experiments to travel through time.

Continuing from the closed timelike curve—matter will take a closed trajectory in a given worldline until it returns to its origin—based on the causal paradox, they had already established a direction that could reliably obtain observational results.

"...Doctor? Dr. Kanna?" Only when Aiken called did she wake up and return to her senses.

"Oh, sorry, I don't seem to be awake yet," Kanna replied, casually putting away the cell phone on the table. "What's wrong?" "We need your assistance with Experiment Two. I wonder if the Doctor is ready yet?" Aiken's professional and calm voice paused for a moment. "If Experiment Two succeeds, its calculations can be fed back into the experiments here for use." Kanna frowned slightly.

The so-called Experiment Two involves time travel in the realm of psychophysics, that is, sending human consciousness back to the past; and Kanna, with her amazing memory, was assigned to assist Aiken in related research.

However, she had already assisted in several experiments, and apart from recalling her childhood, the actual data obtained was not easily applicable to the matter transfer aspect she was responsible for.

If it weren't for the fact that they were both based on closed timelike curves, she would have already sent a letter requesting to refuse assistance.

Undoubtedly, she had to admit that this 'senior' who was more than ten years older than her could indeed help, but it was still not enough for her research.

"...Alright, consider this a warm-up to clear my head." With a curt reply, Kanna stepped out of the room first, heading towards Aiken's private second research lab.

Aiken, who had almost been left behind, quickly grabbed the report from the table and followed.

"How's Spanny doing lately?" "Oh, Ms. Spanny is still resting; she won't be back to work until tomorrow. She's accumulated too many vacation days while working here...it's different from your materials department, Dr. Kanna." Aiken's relaxed tone left Kanna somewhat exasperated.

Currently, Kanna was in charge of the most important and challenging part: the matter transport system.

Her main experiment was to confirm the effective range of the photon spacetime cone and test whether it could transport specific experimental objects to the past; however, because there was no way to stabilize the transport coordinates, and the charging rate of photon energy was too poor, they were trying to modify the spacetime device while waiting for the experimental results.

Unlike Aiken, who could easily obtain data by completing the assigned tasks, Kanna needed to sacrifice a significant amount of time for fine-tuning the machine and making various predictions about transport variations.

Therefore, in terms of workload, Kanna was definitely more burdened than Aiken.

"Please don't compare our workload to yours... Sorry, I misspoke." After casually complaining, Kanna quickly realized her tone was unfriendly and apologized first, "The recent experimental progress has been terrible, especially since many people went back to their own groups last week." In this research institute, which already had a limited number of staff, many researchers had to handle multiple experiments simultaneously, and Kanna herself was no exception.

"It's alright, as a researcher, I understand." Aiken smiled, "Hopefully, this will help clear your mind later." "I hope so." Regarding Aiken's research, Kanna could only be certain of one thing so far: it helped to refresh her.

Although they were just simple experiments that she didn't want to remember, she felt her thinking became more agile after each assistance.

Otherwise, she wouldn't waste her precious time assisting other people's experiments.

Soon, Kanna and Aiken entered the second research room; unlike the first research room that Kanna had, the entire room had soft colors and a rather comfortable double bed and sofa.

Like her research lab, Aiken's room also contained a huge machine connected to a hood and glasses.

"Well then, Dr. Kanna, please." Following Aiken's gesture, Kanna picked up the hood, sat on the sofa, and put it on.

She let out a soft breath, quickly composing herself, calming her mind, and slowly relaxing.

"I'm ready." Kanna casually replied as Aiken stood beside the machine and began adjusting the data.

"Then let's begin." Kanna heard Aiken turn on the machine; the next second, she "saw" herself seemingly flying off Earth, plunging into the vast, boundless universe.

No matter how she moved, she felt nothing; all she saw and heard was endless, silent darkness. Kanna felt as if her entire being was being pulled into that darkness.

Gradually, the subtle sensations from her skin and body thinned, and tastes and scents dissipated as her consciousness deepened into the darkness of the universe.

"Please listen carefully to my voice, please relax your mind." Aiken's voice, mixed with electronic sounds, emanated from the hood, causing Kanna's consciousness to slowly relax.

Obediently following this somewhat familiar, flat voice, she allowed her consciousness to delve deeper into the depths of this universe.

"Please carefully recall your past. Savor your memories." Kanna's consciousness floated.

In this abyss where there was no light, no sound, no color, nothing at all, she began to feel herself drifting in a certain direction.

The mechanical voice and the soft male voice made her mind limply drift along with the guidance of the sound.

"Now, you are back to twenty-five years old. Now, you are back to twenty-four years old. Now..." With Aiken's guidance, she gradually felt past memories surface in her mind.

Various scenes from the past rose one by one in the fragmented countdown.

"Follow this feeling... follow..." Her hazy consciousness and feelings gradually sank into the various scenes of the past.

What followed was a strange, drowsy feeling, as if it were stuck deep in Kanna's mind.

...Kanna woke up, looking at the walls that were exactly the same as before she fell asleep.

After removing her hood, she turned her gaze to Aiken.

"Ah! It's Uncle Aiken! Hello!" "Yes, hello, little Kanna. How old are you now, little Kanna?" "Five years old!" Faced with Kanna's behavior and speech, which seemed to have turned into that of a child, and her unusually lively tone in greeting him, Aiken's expression remained perfectly normal.

His eyes, with their strange gleam, further highlighted the unspeakable abnormality hidden beneath this seemingly natural scene.

"So, little Kanna, who is your uncle?" "Kanna knows! Uncle Aiken is a doctor!" Watching the mature beauty before him display such childish behavior, Aiken felt a surge of indescribable pleasure.

The experiment he was in charge of was the theory of mental spacetime, a special study of allowing consciousness to travel through spacetime according to the theory of closed timelike curves.

In short, Aiken's research on the theory of retrospection aims to allow human memories to travel back in time, granting specific individuals knowledge and memories from the future.

On the other hand, this research itself is highly dangerous, capable of profoundly influencing an individual's values and thinking; if the process is not precisely controlled, it can lead to the malignant situation of influencing others' thinking—some call it brainwashing.

"Tsk tsk, I'm really lucky. If it weren't for Miss Kanna's cooperation in providing so much data..." This was certainly not 'cooperation'—Aiken thought self-deprecatingly.

Kanna, of course, had no idea that the reason she so readily agreed to assist Aiken's experiment was precisely because she was easily swayed by his suggestions in this state.

Multiple retrospection experiences had subconsciously built a certain trust and dependence on Aiken in Kanna, and ironically, this side effect slightly improved their relationship.

"Hmm? Cooperation? What is Uncle Aiken talking about?" Seemingly noticing Aiken's self-talk, Kanna, unaware that she was now a married woman, interjected.

"Ah, no, Uncle was just thinking about something," he replied casually. "Here, little Kanna, this is your favorite Barbie toy!" "Yay! It's Barbie!" Seeing Aiken take the doll out of the drawer, Kanna happily snatched it, jumped onto the double bed, and rolled around while pointing and gesturing at the doll.

Seeing Kanna playing so engrossed, Aiken secretly breathed a sigh of relief; after each consciousness retrospection, he would unconsciously tense up due to a strange sense of guilt.

"At times like this, the Doctor is probably happier than me..." Aiken chuckled bitterly.

He knew, of course, that the research he was conducting was definitely not something beneficial to society.

To put it bluntly, the research institute was just subordinate to the parent company, responsible for promoting new technologies; and they, these insignificant researchers, were just receiving resources to continue working.

As a researcher with a vast amount of knowledge, Aiken naturally understood that this distorted 'cooperation' would not bring them any real benefits.

"But..." Aiken looked at his hands, "I'm such a terrible person." A growing sense of guilt, a growing sense of unease, a growing desire to dominate, and a growing sense of pleasure in conquest.

Each time he conducted the consciousness-tracing experiment on Kanna, Aiken felt subtle changes in his thoughts, as if he were being brainwashed.

Worst of all, this not-so-bad change made his desires run wild; strictly speaking, it was his unwillingness to control or suppress his impulses.

"...Okay." As if persuading himself, Aiken whispered to himself.

The feeling of holding people in his hands ignited his possessive and conquering desires.

The parent company had never interfered in their experiments, nor had it intervened or obstructed the research institute, allowing him to let his desires dictate his judgment.

"Little Kanna, little Kanna." Calling to Kanna, who was playing with a doll on the bed, Aiken had decided to once again follow his impulses.

Possess Kanna.

At this point—he didn't know how many times he'd told himself this, even though this was definitely the most serious moment—Aiken could no longer hold back.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Uncle Aiken?" Kanna asked, unsuspecting, scrutinizing Aiken's expression with curious eyes.

"Ah, Uncle has some experiments to do and would like little Kanna's help." Aiken put on a sincere expression. "Is that alright?" Although he knew that Kanna, whose thinking had regressed to that of a five-year-old, would never refuse him, he was careful not to make any silly mistakes.

Once he took this step, he could only allow success.

"Okay! Kanna understands!" Having received Kanna's 'cooperative' reply, Aiken immediately locked the doors and windows of the research lab.

Even though he was certain he wouldn't be disturbed, Aiken still didn't want any accidents to happen.

"Ahem, well then, little Kanna, please take off your clothes first." "Yes, Uncle Aiken!" Without any questions—under the brainwashing effect of consciousness reversal, she only trusted and relied on Aiken's thoughts—Kanna took off her white robe, revealing her skin.

Under the robe was a healthy tan and a voluptuous body; although she was only wearing a simple long skirt and sweater, Kanna's beautiful figure still highlighted the charm she exuded. Her

slender waist and large breasts, coupled with her shiny black hair, made Kanna, a married woman, still retain the unique feeling of a young girl; especially her large breasts that squeezed out the outline of her chest through the loose sweater, which often made Aiken's gaze linger on them involuntarily.

"Hmm, um... this dress is so big..." Not feeling strange about the difference between her body and age, Kanna ignored Aiken's presence and pulled off her sweater on her own.

As she swayed back and forth, her full, round breasts rippled, further exposing her smooth skin and making Aiken's head spin with excitement. Her

slightly dark tan skin looked even more beautiful under the light, and as her long skirt loosened, it seemed to release a wonderful fragrance, making it impossible for any man to take his eyes off her warm and smooth legs.

Soon, Kanna was only wearing emerald green underwear.

Her ample breasts, bound by narrow straps, seemed ready to jump out at any moment, displaying an elasticity that made one want to feel them; the thong on her lower body clung tightly to her slightly upturned buttocks, highlighting the delicate flesh that was no less beautiful than her breasts.

"Beautiful breasts...and underwear." "Thank you! Ah, Uncle Aiken, you can trade me a Barbie if you like!" Unaware of how shameful her words were, Kanna, under Aiken's gaze, put her hand on the back edge of her bra and continued her shameless undressing performance.

Skillfully unbuttoning her bra, Kanna's enormous breasts swayed violently, spilling out from her bra. The relentless, undulating waves of her breasts made Aiken swallow hard.

Bending down and placing his fingers on either side of her thong, Kanna, seemingly oblivious to Aiken's burning gaze fixed on her chest, readily pulled her panties down in front of him.

Her alluring body was completely naked, her beautiful legs, large breasts, and slender waist all wantonly exposed under the light. In that casual stance, the trimmed pubic hair between her legs clearly revealed her vulva, shamelessly displaying her full, plump, mature labia.

Kanna had no idea what shameless things she, as a married woman, was doing in front of a man other than her husband, nor did she know that her mature body was enough to drive countless men mad.

Under Aiken's research, her mind, still at the elementary school level, only knew to cooperate with this trustworthy 'uncle' in conducting experiments.

"Oh...so wonderful..." Aiken took a deep breath and exclaimed sincerely.

"No matter how many times you see it, it's still incredibly, um, wonderful...your husband is so lucky..." "Husband? I'm still about to start elementary school, I don't have a boyfriend yet!" Hearing Aiken's exclamation, Kanna naturally replied, reminding him that she didn't actually have a husband.

Aiken, whose eyes were already fixed on her body, naturally didn't notice this.

"Well then, little Kanna, now we're going to begin the experiment." Aiken coughed twice to signal, "First, we're going to test your flexibility. Now you must follow my instructions faithfully. Understand?" "Yes!" Kanna answered with a curious and expectant voice.

"Then..." Aiken paused, "First, hug me." Upon hearing his instruction, the naked Kanna ran forward without hesitation and hugged him tightly; her mind, regressed to an elementary school level, of course didn't know how passionate this simple hug was in the eyes of an adult man.

Feeling the wonderful sensation of her full breasts pressing against his chest, Aiken enjoyed those two soft mounds of flesh, and his hands moved down to hug Kanna's plump buttocks.

Smelling the alluring scent emanating from the beautiful woman before him, Aiken held Kanna tightly while gently shifting his body and hands, trying to press her soft, delicate form against his chest.

"Well done. Let me reward you." He brought his head close to Kanna's cheek, praising her while simultaneously launching a surprise attack on her ear with his mouth and tongue, savoring the wonderfully soft yet firm texture. Holding Kanna tightly to prevent her escape, Aiken relentlessly pursued her shoulder blades, showering her slightly protruding, alluring collarbone with passionate kisses.

"Ah! Uncle Aiken…it tickles…ah, no…" Still thinking of herself as a primary school student, Kanna felt waves of pleasurable electricity coursing through her mind, involuntarily letting out a moan.

The tingling sensation from her collarbone and the sweet, numbing feeling spreading across her earlobe caused Kanna, her body trembling slightly, to react irresistibly.

Whenever Aiken's lips parted to passionately suckle her shoulder blade, she felt her head bob uncontrollably, as if brewing something wondrous; when she felt his tongue rubbing against her earlobe, Kanna felt as if the tip of his tongue was about to touch the deepest part of her body, bringing an unbearable tingling sensation.

Under the onslaught of unknown pleasure, Kanna, held tightly in Aiken's arms, could only writhe restlessly, indirectly stimulating his lust with her soft breasts.

Aiken, on the other hand, took this opportunity to enjoy the firm yet tender texture of her breasts and the smooth feel of her long, beautiful legs.

"Little Kanna, you're so sexy." Releasing her mouth and blowing on her cute, slightly red ear, Aiken couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Wh...ah! What do you mean by 'sexy'...?" "I mean you're beautiful." Taking advantage of Kanna looking over and their eyes meeting, Aiken opened his mouth and kissed her deeply on her small mouth, sucking and savoring those beautiful lips that didn't belong to him.

Overwhelmed by the strange pleasure, Kanna could only let his tongue move in and out of her mouth.

"Mmm...uh..." Feeling the slightly salty moisture on Aiken's tongue, she couldn't help but stick out her own tongue and intertwine it with his.

Kanna didn't know that her actions betrayed her marriage vows, or even that this was something a prostitute would do willingly; under the influence of brainwashing, her mind had been greatly regressed, and she had no memory of her husband and daughter who were far away.

"Guessed the second instruction? Very clever..." Aiken couldn't help but laugh as he released her mouth to allow her to breathe.

Making a decision based on his male instincts, using the results of the collaborative research experiment to possess this woman, brought a feeling far more pleasurable than he had expected.

"Then, kiss me...kiss me in your most passionate and intimate way." Having made up his mind, Aiken gave Kanna a new instruction.

Upon hearing his command, Kanna did not immediately obey, but hesitated for a moment.

"Uncle Aiken...you mean, like just now...?" "...Ah, just do as I just did." After thinking for a moment, Aiken gave her a gentle smile.

He had long since mastered how to get five-year-old Kanna to 'cooperate' after numerous experiments with retrograde consciousness. Through

brainwashing that reversed her mind, coupled with simple manipulation of words and actions, Kanna now only obediently carried out his every request.

"Okay! I understand!" Kanna, still naked and held in Aiken's arms, was oblivious to being taken advantage of and simply happily followed his instructions.

Her full, soft breasts pressed further against Aiken's body, and she gently tiptoed, bringing her cheek to his face, offering a kiss.

Gently patting her firm, smooth buttocks, Aiken let her put her tongue into his mouth, then slowly pushed his tongue inside, enjoying Kanna's service.

Their lips were pressed together, locked in a tight kiss. Kanna moved her tongue nimbly between Aiken's teeth and gums; as she moved her tongue, she felt his rough tongue brush against her mouth, causing her body to tremble slightly again.

Whenever her full breasts rubbed against his chest, Aiken would pat her buttocks with his hand as encouragement; and when Kanna learned to suck on his mouth, even swallowing their mingled saliva, he couldn't help but knead her beautiful buttocks in approval.

"Mmm...uh-huh..." Kanna occasionally let out soft moans, feeling Aiken's breath on her face, faithfully responding to his equally passionate kisses.

Following the inexplicable heat in her heart, simply enjoying the sweet pleasure brought by the deep kiss where their tongues intertwined, she leaned her almost limp body against his chest.

Her exposed breasts pressed against Aiken's chest as if about to deform, their exquisite elasticity stubbornly squeezing out a graceful cleavage, highlighting their alluring beauty.

Through his palms, arms, and even his entire body, Kanna's smooth skin, possessing both youthful and mature beauty, continuously ignited desire in Aiken's mind, causing his penis to bulge a huge tent in his pants.

The two tongues, deeply intertwined, finally separated, and Aiken's mouth, which had been pressing against Kanna's lips, withdrew with satisfaction.

"Oh...so good..." "Haa...ha, ah...I...I can't breathe..." Her cheeks flushed, and her breathing became rapid during the long, intense kiss. Kanna, held in Aiken's arms, didn't even notice her buttocks being kneaded and played with, only complaining softly.

Looking at Kanna's half-closed eyes, he felt a surge of indescribable excitement rising in his chest; the unguarded married woman in his arms exposed her desire to him, and the sense of superiority from possessing someone else's beloved wife excited him even more.

—Who could make a cold-hearted intellectual show such a shameful expression of lust?

—Who could make a married woman who had no feelings for him completely obedient, and even shamelessly offer him a kiss?

No one!

Besides mastering this, this research institute's "third command." Suppressing the urge to start the real thing, Aiken commanded, "Take off my lower body clothes." This time, without waiting for Kanna's reply, he couldn't help but kiss her sweet little lips again; under his guidance, Kanna was pressed back onto the double bed, most of her body pinned down by Aiken.

With her hands barely reaching for Aiken's waistband, Kanna endured the tingling sensation from her collarbone and chest as she unbuttoned her trousers.

His hands, having moved from her shapely buttocks, now attacked her firm, pink breasts. Aiken simultaneously caressed several sensitive areas of her upper body, his legs cleverly spreading wide.

As Kanna endured the electric-like pleasure surging through her body, she finally pulled down Aiken's trousers; freed from the constraints of her underwear, Aiken's large penis quickly pressed against her lower abdomen.

"Wow! Uncle Aiken! How come you have three legs?!" Hearing Kanna's amusing reply, Aiken quickly seized the opportunity.

"These aren't legs, they're called a big cock," he said after a moment's thought. "Nobody else has this." "Oh, I see… Uncle Aiken has a big cock, that's amazing!" The naive Kanna, of course, had no idea that this powerful cock was about to invade her body.

If Kanna's mind hadn't been brainwashed, she probably wouldn't be surprised or impressed by Aiken now.

"This is the third instruction, listen carefully...make my big cock ejaculate." While giving the order, he didn't forget to lightly lick Kanna's earlobe.

Then, Aiken changed his position and straddled Kanna's lower abdomen, letting his penis gently rest on her high breasts; of course, he didn't let his hands be idle, but instead touched her full breasts, gently stroking them.

"Ejaculate...ah, never heard of that! Uncle Aiken, what is...ah...what is ejaculation?" Her sensitive breasts were stimulated, making her question intermittent; to Kanna's surprise, the wonderful feeling from her breasts began to make her less resistant.

Aiken, on the other hand, rubbed his palms back and forth on both sides of her breasts, enjoying the beautiful breasts that were about to become his own; the soft, heavy, wonderful touch that rippled between his fingers almost made him forget to answer.

"When your big cock feels good, it will spit out white stuff to thank you. That's ejaculation." "Hmm...hmm! So how do I...hmm, ah...make it ejaculate, Uncle Aiken?" Kanna, enduring the throbbing sensation of electricity coursing through her body as Aiken's hands and fingertips continued to tease her chest, twisted her body as she asked the question.

The feeling wasn't unpleasant, but it always felt like a craving for something, making her increasingly strange.

"Use your breasts to clamp, suck with your mouth, lick with your tongue, there are many ways." Enjoying the melodious moans and the surging texture of his soft, large breasts, he finally answered.

After receiving the answer, Kanna suppressed her pleasure and arched her upper body, using her breasts to clamp the long, thick penis; the smooth, soft texture of her breasts squeezed the penis from both sides, and the burning sensation through her skin added a touch of surprise to Kanna's expression.

At Aiken's signal to slap her buttocks, Kanna carefully pressed her hands against her breasts, rubbing his penis back and forth between her narrow cleavage, gently massaging it.

Receiving his encouraging look, she extended her tongue and began licking the large glans that bulged out from between her breasts; her soft, saliva-covered tongue slowly circled the glans, wanting to lick every fine wrinkle, gently moving back and forth around the coronal process.

"Mmm, oh...so good, fuck..." The dual pleasure of sight and touch excited Aiken, who then began a second wave of caresses all over Kanna's body.

"Ugh, oh, ah! Uncle Aiken, you can't... oh, you can't say dirty words!" "Oh... I'm so sorry. I feel so good." Letting Kanna rub her soft, large breasts against his penis, enjoying the married woman's 'first' breast play, Aiken casually responded before continuing to seek other sensations on her smooth, brown skin.

The swaying breasts bounced incessantly, and Kanna, becoming more and more familiar with the breast play, squeezed and pressed with her full, soft breasts, trapping the escaping penis inside and rubbing it; when her tongue brushed against the glans, she noticed Aiken would let out a muffled groan of pleasure, so Kanna would occasionally stick out her tongue and circle it over the urethral opening.

As hot as a freshly grilled sausage—at only five years old, her first thought was food—the unique, slightly fishy smell made Kanna like this big cock more and more.

Stimulated by Aiken, Kanna, immersed in exquisite pleasure, didn't notice that her nipples had quietly erected, a delicate pink rising from the smooth, brown flesh. Her

soft breasts continued to sway with her movements, the pleasurable sensation of being surrounded by layers of tender flesh causing Aiken's back to tremble involuntarily; as if resisting the urge to ejaculate, he reached his right arm behind her and placed it on the small patch of pubic hair between her legs.

"Ugh! Hmm...it's so itchy..." "Let's make it a little harder...ugh, hoo..." Ignoring Kanna's complaints, Aiken continued his assault on her vulva, inserting his fingers into the tight crevice; stimulated by the external stimulation, Kanna trembled and unconsciously opened her mouth, sucking on the large glans before her.

She was unaware that her body was gradually becoming aroused under his caresses, and that she was slowly becoming intoxicated by the pleasure of sex.

At this moment, Kanna, whose mind was only at the level of an elementary school student, only knew that she had to "cooperate" with this uncle. Therefore, apart from curiosity, she didn't feel much aversion to Aiken's behavior. She simply accepted the waves of pleasure and beauty transmitted from the mature body to her childlike consciousness.

—If there were a mirror now, Kanna would definitely be very curious about her lustful expression.

Aiken, staring at her blushing cheeks, couldn't help but fantasize like this. His fingers continued to play with her labia and thrust in and out of her vaginal opening. The soft and tight squeezing sensation came from Aiken's fingers and his penis respectively. The fragrant saliva from the breast play and the lustful juices from her vagina produced different wet sensations. While he secretly compared the two pleasures in his heart, he continued to caress the beauty beneath him in a new round.

"Mmm...ah, mmm...chu." "Oh...!" Seemingly instinctively feeling that simple rubbing wasn't enough, Kanna cleverly used both hands to control her breasts, which were squeezing and gripping Aiken's thick, long penis, causing them to sway irregularly.

With her labia and vulva being stimulated repeatedly, Kanna's honeypot gradually began to flow with translucent lustful fluid; whenever Aiken's fingers brushed against her slightly protruding clitoris, Kanna's body would tremble violently, and she would try to escape the inexplicable pleasure by licking the glans with her fragrant lips, and would subconsciously squeeze the penis harder to intensify the rubbing.

In these waves of pleasure, Aiken could no longer endure it and could only bend over to prevent himself from succumbing to the pleasure so quickly.

As if intuitively understanding what Aiken's reaction meant, Kanna naturally cooperated with his actions, leaning forward to suck on his entire glans, her full breasts swaying and pressing tightly against his penis, burying it deep within her cleavage for further friction; enduring the feeling of being stretched open by his glans, Kanna's cherry-like mouth diligently sucked on the entire glans, teasing and stimulating it with her tongue as if trying to stick to it.

Feeling the familiar throbbing of his hard penis, Aiken suddenly swung his right wrist, thrusting his fingers in and out of Kanna's vagina, causing her to let out intermittent, delicate moans as she made her last effort to suppress the urge to ejaculate.

The sucking, licking, and teasing continued incessantly, her flushed cheeks sunken as she sucked on the glans. Kanna instinctively drove her two soft, plump breasts to clamp and rub against the penis, the squeezing motions from the base becoming faster and faster.

"Mmm, oh... that's good! Ready, get ready! Swallow it!" A tingling sensation surged up her spine, causing Aiken to cry out in pleasure. His left hand, which had been stroking Kanna's body, quickly moved to the back of her head and pressed it towards him.

"Mmm, chumm, mmm mmm!" Waves of moist milk rippled from her full breasts, the intense stimulation from between her thighs and the pressure on the back of her head leaving Kanna only able to utter incoherent moans.

She curled up as if trying to shrink into herself, pressing her mouth and breasts together against and squeezing the penis, which grew even hotter with each tremor.

In no time, he had reached his limit of endurance, and Aiken ejaculated a large amount of semen into Kanna's small mouth; the thick, semi-sperm-like fluid quickly filled her mouth, forcing her to swallow the bitter, honey-like liquid as Aiken commanded.

After barely swallowing most of the semen, Kanna subconsciously loosened her grip on his glans to allow herself to breathe; as the remaining semen spurted from the urethral opening, Kanna's flushed face and full breasts were also stained with the translucent white fluid .

"...So...wonderful...damn." Aiken looked at the beautiful married woman beneath him.

Her lips, hair, cheeks, and even her firm, large breasts—Kanna's entire upper body was stained with his semen, making her healthy brown skin look abnormally obscene.

Silently, saliva and semen dripped from her soft lips, the remaining semen, mixed with sweat, slowly sliding down her tight cleavage, leaving behind his unique body odor in that deep valley.

Her soft breasts swayed gently with her panting breaths, the soft, sweaty waves making her subtly flushed body even more alluring.

"Ugh, gulp...it tastes weird...ah, ahh!" Just as Kanna was about to say something after finally swallowing all the semen, her voice immediately turned into a wanton moan.

Although still immersed in the afterglow of ejaculation, Aiken's right hand didn't stop moving; it constantly rubbed her labia, teased her clitoris, and probed and teased her vagina, his five fingers using every trick in the book to intensify Kanna's desire.

"Ugh, no, no! It's so strange! Ah, ahh!" Ignoring Kanna's moans and cries, Aiken continued to tease her sensitive spot with his fingers, then moved away, smiling as he stroked her hair.

Her expression was a mixture of pleasure and confusion, and the strange warmth surging within her left Kanna bewildered, only able to look helplessly at Aiken.

"Huh? Ugh, ahh! There, it's so...so, ahh! So, ugh!" Just as she was about to tell Aiken about the sweet, inexplicable feeling in her heart, Kanna was suddenly silenced by a forceful kiss.

Their tongues intertwined again, her breath, which hadn't returned to normal, became erratic once more, and her body, weak and powerless, could only weakly twist her body, trying to stop those fingers from roaming her lower body.

Seeing this, Aiken swiftly pinched the protruding clitoris between two fingers, swirling and rubbing the delicate pink bud. With the sudden increase in intensity of the caresses, she felt wave after wave of intense electric currents emanating from the pinched clitoris, bringing her indescribable pleasure, both physically and mentally.

Under Aiken's intensified stimulation, Kanna trembled and bounced, gradually losing her already fragile rationality in the surging waves of pleasure, acting according to her female instincts.

"Ugh, mmm! Mmm mmm!!" With her eyes tightly closed and her whole body pressed against Aiken, Kanna greedily sucked the saliva from his mouth, her body convulsing under the manipulation of Aiken's right hand.

Feeling the sudden slippery sensation on his right hand, he realized that the beauty in his arms had unconsciously reached her climax, and he knew that this wife, whose mental age was only five, had been aroused to orgasm by his caresses.

—And of course, he wouldn't miss such a rare opportunity.

"Little Kanna, Little Kanna." His right hand, slightly exhausted, resumed its caresses, teasing her clitoris with his thumb and using two fingers to continue thrusting in and out of her wet vulva. He called out to Kanna again.

"Hmm... Huh...?" After being overwhelmed by the unknown pleasure of orgasm, her mind was still a blur, and she could only give simple, vague responses.

Aiken wanted to take advantage of this gap in Kanna's hazy consciousness, when she was more receptive to external information, to deepen the side effects of the regression in consciousness.

"Tell me, who is your favorite person?" "My favorite... um, uh... Mom, Mom..." Mixed with weak moans, Kanna answered faithfully.

Unlike an adult or her usual mental state, her mind, regressed to the level of a primary school student, could not withstand the burden of orgasmic pleasure.

"So, who do you trust the most?" "Hmm... ahh... I trust... Daddy... ah, um... and Uncle Aiken... Uncle..." He guided Kanna's thoughts with simple and clear words, while continuing to caress and stimulate her mature and beautiful body.

Taking advantage of her weakened state of consciousness, Aiken used brief questions and answers to carry out subtle and invisible invasion.

"So, whatever I say, you will completely believe it. Right?" "Hmm... yes, yes... ah! Hmm..." Her mind was reversed to an age where she could not make normal judgments. Her consciousness was blurred under the influence of orgasm and lingering lust. Kanna's hazy vision could only look into Aiken's eyes staring at her.

The occasional deep kisses, the caresses from her breasts and thighs, and the constant emptiness in her vagina made her feel that she was craving something she couldn't say.

"So, when I say 'You love me the most,' you'll like me even more than you like Mom." With cleverly worded, logically flawed questions, Aiken's fingers probed the folds of Kanna's vaginal opening.

"Mmm... Ahh! Hmm, hmm... Yes, that's right..." The most sensitive spot inside her vagina was being intensely stimulated, causing Kanna to writhe uncomfortably, letting out seductive moans.

"So, you love me the most, and you trust me the most. Right?" "Mmm, hmm... I, I love Uncle Aiken the most... and, ahh! I, I trust... Uncle Aiken..." Kanna didn't realize that the subtly flawed logic was beginning to form a correct understanding in her mind, gradually etching itself into her subconscious, becoming a deep memory.

Suppressed at the age of five, when her sense of autonomy was not yet clear and her judgment was not properly established, Kanna, tormented by sexual desire, was unable to make rational judgments on her own and could only draw conclusions based on Aiken's seemingly reliable words.

"Fourth instruction. Say 'I love and trust Aiken the most,' and remember it deeply. Come on." "I...love, and trust the most...um, umm...Uncle Aiken...I love...and, and trust the most...Aiken...um! Uncle..." Interspersed with moans that became indistinct, Kanna faithfully repeated the simple yet profoundly influential words.

His hands didn't stop moving; Aiken caressed and stimulated various parts of Kanna's body while urging her to repeat the same sentence. Every three times, Aiken would use more refined techniques to intensify the hooking and thrusting of his fingers, sending Kanna's confused mind to a wonderful mini-orgasm.

—Things deeply remembered at age five will be transformed into memories projected into one's original thinking, achieving a more profound effect than ordinary brainwashing.

—Through continuous caressing and stimulation, the body instinctively records this state at the moment of sexual satisfaction, enhancing the brainwashing effect at the level of reflex nerves.

"I love you the most, umm...yes, also...I trust you the most...umm, uh-huh, Uncle Aiken..." With each climax, her voice grew hoarse. Covered in sweat, Kanna obliviously echoed Aiken's words.

Her beautiful, mature body trembled and even spasmed slightly. Her nipples and clitoris were fully erect from countless mild orgasms. Covered in sweat tinged with the smell of semen, Kanna lay weakly on the bed, barely able to support herself.

"...Phew." Finally reaching a satisfying stage, Aiken lifted Kanna's long, beautiful legs high, forcing her to press them down with her hands, assuming a lewd position that completely exposed her vulva and clitoris.

With only an elementary school education, she naturally couldn't comprehend her impending fate, only curiously looking left and right at Aiken as he moved his penis towards her lower body.

"Uncle Aiken...?" "The fifth instruction is simple." As if sensing the unease in Kanna's eyes, Aiken simply moved closer to her face.

"Remember that I'm the one you love most, and then... enjoy it." Then, his thick, ready penis plunged in, violently penetrating her already soaking wet honey hole.

Involuntarily turning her head back, Kanna felt her entire body radiating a strange, satisfying joy; a full, tingling, and tingling sensation, mixed with a soft, bloated feeling, spread from her lower body, filling her mind with a wave of sweet sensation.

With a muffled groan, Aiken ignored Kanna, who could barely even moan, and began thrusting deeper into her honey hole.

As he thrust into Kanna's body, her smooth, brown breasts bounced and swayed, creating alluring waves. Their sweat mingled with their intertwined bodies. With each strike of his glans into her honeyed depths, Kanna's moans rose in unison, and her arms, which held her legs, trembled involuntarily.

Aiken grasped and kneaded her swaying breasts, maintaining a steady pace with each thrust, each stroke powerful, slamming into Kanna's sensitive vulva, his large glans rubbing against her sensitive spot.

"Ah...good, so good...I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly...uh, mmm! It's...strange...but so good...mmm!" A sweet, pleasurable sensation washed over her, and she instinctively experienced the pleasure of sex. Kanna naturally responded to Aiken's movements, twisting her body to welcome his thrusts.

Without offering any further response, Aiken, focused intently on his work, pinched her nipples with his fingers while thrusting violently into her tight, moist opening, as if trying to carve out a territory that belonged only to him.

"Ugh, ah... good, uh, ah... Uncle Aiken... no, don't... uh, ahh! No, I... I need to pee..." A strange sensation, similar to yet different from urinating, made Kanna involuntarily cry out, as if something was about to gush out of her body. However, her trembling, twisting body defied her will, wantonly transmitting the sweet, honey-like pleasure emanating from her opening and throughout her body.

Her slender waist trembled violently, and Kanna's legs, released at his silent signal, unconsciously wrapped around Aiken's waist, making his thrusts even smoother.

Waves of intense pleasure crashed against her still-unsettled young mind; her lithe figure, kicking and leaping beneath Aiken, appeared even more alluring.

"No... um, ah... I... I need to pee... I... I feel so good, but it's also strange... um, ah, ah, ah!" The mature, voluptuous body and the tender, immature mind created an unnatural, stark contrast; this artificially created contrast allowed Aiken's sexual techniques to etch the feeling of sexual fulfillment directly into the deepest recesses of her mind, leaving an indelible memory accompanied by those simple, repeated phrases.

How severe the aftereffects of these experiences were, Kanna herself had no idea at that moment.

"Oh, uh... mmm... how, how can it... feel so good, ah... mmm, ahh!" With each thrust of his hips against Kanna's full, beautiful buttocks, Aiken heard her small mouth utter soft moans filled with boundless passion; enjoying the weight of his hands and the fragrant breaths on her face, Aiken's movements became faster and faster, his penis pounding and grinding against her folds of flesh.

Kanna felt as if her penis was piercing through her tight, honeyed hole, grinding against her very core. She cried out wantonly, uttering things she herself didn't understand, gradually becoming intoxicated by this unknown sweetness.

Enduring Aiken's ever-changing rhythm, his timely thrusts deep into her honeyed hole, her consciousness began to blur in large patches.

"Ugh, ahh...so good, so good down there...I'm flying, ah, ahh! I, I'm flying...ah, ahhh!" Kanna's body, half-embraced by Aiken, trembled violently for no apparent reason. Her mind went completely blank for a moment, overwhelmed by a strange sense of liberation; she felt light and powerless, the sweet, wonderful sensation carrying her to the heavens, making her feel ethereal and unable to think.

As Kanna reached her climax, Aiken couldn't help but ejaculate in that exquisite squeezing, pouring his second wave of semen onto her soft, tender flesh.

Immersed in the indescribable, blissful feeling of having urinated something, Kanna, unaware that she had received the nourishment of male essence, leaned in and kissed Aiken.

The intense pleasure that nearly made her lose her senses made Kanna's mind even more hazy. She seemed to forget to breathe as she sucked on Aiken's tongue and exchanged saliva with him. Only when she could no longer hold her breath did she manage to part her lips, her expression revealing a beautiful and infatuated look. Kanna enjoyed the sweet and tingling sensation brought by Aiken's slow but not stopping thrusting, and soon she stretched out her fragrant tongue to kiss him again.

"Mmm, um... chumm... um, ah! um chu..." "Little Kanna, you are really... amazing..." Aiken, whose penis was still half-erect, enjoyed the sexual pleasure brought by the mature and delicate body of the married woman beneath him as his penis continued to move in and out of her tender honey hole. The wanton reaction of her honey hole, which seemed not to want him to leave, made him love it even more.

Holding the completely confused Kanna, Aiken continued to caress her to keep her sexual desire surging, while waiting for his penis to return to full readiness.

The sense of conquest derived from sex, the feeling of plunder from controlling others' minds, gave him an unprecedented satisfaction.

"Little Kanna, Little Kanna." "Mmm...uh, what's wrong...?" He called softly, kissing the beautiful woman in his arms, whose body and soul were on the verge of surrender.

Without a response, he simply thrust his hips forward again, gently striking her honeyed entrance, turning Kanna's question into a moan brimming with desire.

"Come on, repeat what you just said." "Ah... um... I love... trust, um! I trust... Uncle Aiken... um..." The vigorous piston-like movements resumed, Aiken's thrusts penetrating her tight honeypot again and again, pushing her into a state of heightened, confused lust. Her

soft, undulating breasts rippled between his hands, the splashing juices and sweat mingling and sliding down their intertwined thighs, leaving obscene wetness on their brown skin; the soft, slapping sounds of their bodies colliding and slapping against each other, mingled with Kanna's intermittent moans and groans, adding sound to the silent room.

"You're so good. This is a reward... oh!" Saying this, Aiken's penis slammed heavily into the end of Kanna's honeypot, causing her to involuntarily let out a loud moan.

Unconsciously, her entire body was tightly entwined with his, Kanna could only submit to the unfamiliar urge deep within her heart, responding to Aiken's thrusts, her mouth uttering incoherent cries.

"Listen, the person you love most... is me!" Stroking Kanna's sweaty, trembling body, Aiken whispered in her earlobe, his breath warm against her skin. The rhythmic thrusts of his penis, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, left her only able to gasp and moan, obediently responding to his movements. Kanna, overwhelmed by wave after wave of orgasm, could only let her mind shatter into pieces by the electric waves of pleasure, responding to Aiken's penis with wanton moans.

Both physically and mentally, Kanna gradually fell into Aiken's control.

Their lingering, passionate lovemaking continued shamelessly, with Aiken deliberately controlling the rhythm.

…Kanna woke up, looking at the walls that were exactly the same as before she fell asleep.

Although they still kept in touch via brief emails, she hadn't properly contacted her family for some time, having been engrossed in her research.

Looking at the time displayed on the electronic screen on the wall—March 16, 2137, 8:24 AM—she snapped out of her daze.

"Oh, dear little Kanna, are you awake?" Following the voice, she quickly saw Aiken, draped only in a white robe, greeting her.

A slight chill made her realize she was naked, her healthy brown skin exposed to the man's gaze; upon closer inspection, she also noticed fine finger marks on her chest, the result of prolonged caressing.

And strangely, Kanna found herself covered in sweat, with a peculiar odor that she didn't find offensive.

"You should turn the air conditioning down a bit," she casually replied, brushing her slightly sticky hair with her fingers.

Aiken was one of the few people she trusted most; otherwise, Kanna would never have so casually exposed herself to him.

Looking at his face, Kanna always felt a strange sense of intimacy and familiarity; perhaps it was for this inexplicable reason that she easily opened her heart to this man and took the initiative to cooperate with him on research?

"I'm so sorry. Oh, right, you can switch back to the tone we usually use..." He paused, looking at her as she dried herself with a towel, put on a sweater and long skirt, seemingly unconcerned that her private parts were exposed.

That unique sense of dominance surged in his chest, bringing a wonderful feeling.

"I know, Uncle Aiken. But I can't slack off while working... um, kiss..." Before she could continue, Aiken grabbed Kanna from behind, turned her face towards him, and forcefully kissed her, his hands slipping inside her sweater.

Without struggling, or even feeling strange, Kanna gently cooperated with his tongue's invasion, opening her lips and breasts to his rough hands.

Sucking on her soft, fragrant tongue, exchanging saliva, Aiken released her mouth only after making Kanna willingly swallow his thick saliva.

"...Mmm...Chu, um...Uncle Aiken, you're too much, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." "I'm sorry, it's just that little Kanna is too cute and beautiful, I couldn't resist." "...Uncle Aiken is so lecherous." Hearing his praise with a different meaning, Kanna just blushed and leaned against him, her girlish passion contrasting strangely with the mature charm of her body. Of

course, she didn't know that she had spent her free time in Aiken's laboratory for the past ten days.

Every day, besides handling experiments, she was either in bed enduring his sexual techniques or wearing a mental time-space device while in a drowsy state; her consciousness was retrograded to a young age where she couldn't make her own judgments, and even in sleep, she was suppressed in the same state. Kanna's conscious mind had been gradually eroded by countless suggestions, and she held a fabricated deep trust and attachment to Aiken.

Now, Kanna only sees him as a research partner she respects more than her parents, and is closer to and cherishes than her husband and daughter; she has lost the wariness she should have towards the opposite sex.

She also doesn't understand what kind of future this twisted partnership will lead her into.

"Alright, hurry up and continue your part. I should get busy too." "Okay. Uncle Aiken, see you later." After enjoying her full, soft breasts, Aiken finally let Kanna leave his embrace, giving her bottom a firm slap, making her plump buttocks ripple beautifully.

Giving Aiken a sidelong glance, Kanna picked up the folder on the table and left the room, hurrying towards her research lab.

Only after crossing the corridor did she feel something about to overflow in her lower abdomen, forcing her to postpone her research experiment for a few minutes and rush to the restroom to tidy herself up.

…After finishing the report, Aiken's work for the day was complete.

Since making that decision that would affect his future, he felt an indescribable joy.

Using the results of his experiments, Aiken was confident he could manipulate anyone's mind; given enough time, no one could resist the backtracking of consciousness.

Thinking this, the door to his lab opened.

"Hi, Dr. Aiken!" "Oh, Sfanie. You're right on time." Looking at the red-haired beauty who stepped into the room and stood before him, Aiken felt a strange heat rise within him.

After Kanna, Sfanie was the second woman he chose to 'cooperate' with; as his personal assistant, she was crucial in every way, allowing Aiken to further his experiments.

"Look! This was prepared according to the doctor's requirements!" Underneath her coat, her nearly naked, smooth body was unexpectedly revealed to Aiken.

Her breasts, no less impressive than Kanna's, and perhaps even more pert, were covered only by two bright red nipple covers, barely concealing their erect tips. His gaze swept over Spanny's lower body, where he could clearly see a wine-red vibrating egg pressed tightly between her legs, trembling as if trying to escape the grip of her labia.

"Ready for the experiment?" "Of course! I'm your dear assistant and lover!" she replied with a smile to Aiken's question.

Through his experiments, Spanny rediscovered her own promiscuous nature regarding sex and the passionate love she held for Aiken.

Therefore, whenever and wherever Aiken made a request, she would gladly offer her body—whether for intercourse or research—to help the one she loved most.

"Then… let's begin today's experiment." With that, Aiken picked up the hood.

With just a little more time, he could transform this equipment into a miniaturized version that would allow for remote control.

In the future, many more people would "collaborate" with him on research… and not just this research, but any place he wanted to reach.

He was filled with boundless anticipation for this.

[The End]

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Setting: Kanna H. Yega (26) [Long Black Straight Hair/Large Breasts/Brown Skin/Married Woman/Cold]

The female protagonist, the first victim. An elite graduate with a doctorate from a gifted university, she is a researcher with a husband and a daughter responsible for researching matter transfer technology. She is Aiken's colleague who, under the side effects of long-term experiments, was brainwashed, accelerating Aiken's dramatic change.

Aiken Hogan (38) [Thin/Slightly Bald/Cowardly > Cunning]

Male protagonist, colleague of the perpetrator Kanna, responsible for research on mental teleportation technology. He notices the side effects Kanna experiences and, wavering, takes a step beyond his bounds. His personality becomes arrogant due to this transgression, unexpectedly daring and reckless.

Sfangni Linhe (23) [Red Hair/Lively]

Female protagonist, Aiken's personal assistant to the second victim, and also assists Kanna. Her main purpose is to make an appearance and show off her figure, ensuring the number of characters in the story isn't too small.

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